My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 180 - 178: Ten Percent Pawn_1

Chapter 180: Chapter 178: Ten Percent Pawn_1

"Pah!" Spencer Aiden didn’t hesitate to spit back: "Lord, my ghost life is long, even if you all die, I won’t be in trouble."

"Yes, yes," the great and little ghosts hurriedly made amends, "Who are you, how could anything happen to you?"

"Please help us take a look at..."

Lord waved his hand: "Push them all away, first help me with a favor. In this Ghost Market, which store is suitable? I want to lease one tonight."

The ghosts all gave their suggestions, and Lord selected a few places and checked them out one by one. Finally, he chose one spot and paid three hundred Spirit Jades for it on the spot. The Honored Lord’s heart was bleeding: I have to pay when I buy my own property!

The surrounding ghost spirits and cultivators saw Lord take out hundreds of Spirit Jades without blinking an eye, and naturally admired Lord’s "strength" even more.

Lord pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and condensed a plaque from ghost air, on which were written three big characters: Ten Percent Pawn.

The plaque then automatically rose and hung outside the store’s door.

Yin air condensed firecrackers started crackling at the same time, and similarly, yin air condensed fireworks flew into the sky and exploded. The great and little ghost heard all kinds of silken and bamboo sounds—only if there were any living people here, they would feel that no matter how lively the scene, it always looked like a funeral.

But for the surrounding great and little ghosts, it was extraordinary and festive.

"Gentlemen, my Lord’s pawnshop is open for business tonight. If you have any good items, please show them. I, Lord, guarantee that I will never cheat you like those black-hearted pawnshops."

"Look at the name of my pawnshop. All the pawned items, I only make a profit of 10%!"

The little and big ghosts praised him, saying things like "Lord is righteous" and other hollow and insincere flattery. But there were those who took out treasures on the spot, and after Lord gave them an estimate, they calculated in their hearts that the price was indeed much higher than other places, which made them believe a little more.

Owen Bertram’s intention in opening a pawnshop was not to make money, but to buy various treasure materials and spiritual medicine. He would refine them into finished products and make several times the profit!

As a result, he disdained to exploit the poor cultivators and ghost spirits. Only by gaining a good reputation would he acquire truly valuable items.

Busy until dawn, the "Ten Percent Pawn" finally quieted down.

Lord closed the door and took out the Bamboo Hat Woman’s Communication Talisman, smiling and asking: "My dear lady, would you like to come to my room for a while?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bamboo hat appear outside the store.

Owen Bertram was not surprised, knowing that the other party must be keeping a close eye on him. It’s just that after he teased just now, she immediately appeared, making him feel like he had been caught talking bad about his teacher behind her back.

Lord greeted her with a smile and opened the door himself: "My dear lady, please come in."

The Bamboo Hat Woman entered proudly, and without needing Lord to invite her, she sat down on the grand chair, her left hand resting on the table, her fair knuckles gently tapping the surface.

"Who are you working for?" she asked directly: "You are a ghost of the Horizon Bureau, but why would you allow a place like the Ghost Zone to exist?"

Lord’s arrogant temper flared, his beard bristling and eyes bulging: "Who says I am a ghost of the Horizon Bureau? We are just cooperating on this case; no one can order this Lord around!"

The Bamboo Hat Woman was not affected by his bluffing posture, sticking to her judgment: "Tell me the truth, or I’ll leave now. I don’t want to get involved in deep waters."

Lord sat down reluctantly, and after a long time, he mutteringly said: "My host is a big shot, temporarily hiding in the Horizon Bureau.

This matter with Prince Henry is not trivial, so we need an official position."

The Bamboo Hat Woman sneered: "If your master is so powerful, why recruit people at the last minute?"

Lord shook his head: "I don’t understand, but my master said that Prince Henry is a force to be reckoned with, and in order to succeed in this operation, we need to ’win through chaos’.

Not only you, but many other cultivators will also receive my master’s intelligence and support. By fighting individually, we can make Prince Henry unable to cope, make mistakes in the chaos, otherwise, relying on a group of wild cultivators to confront a rebellious vassal king is absolutely impossible."

The Bamboo Hat Woman wanted to ask more, but Lord was already impatient: "I told you the clues, whether you want to participate or not is up to you.

Don’t ask any more questions, Lord is too lazy to talk more."

"In Cheyenne Town, there was a ghost hole that raised ghosts by Prince Henry. A few days ago, it was destroyed by local heroes..." He told the Bamboo Hat Woman the clues of the evil ghost.

Then, he shook the Communication Talisman in his hand: "If you want to join, contact me, Lord."

He waved his hand to dismiss her: "It’s almost dawn, and I want to sleep."

The Bamboo Hat Woman left the Ghost Zone without saying a word. Along the way, her brows were deeply furrowed. Over the years, she has only believed in her own judgment and would not make any decisions based on others’ advice.

If it was wrong, it was her own responsibility, and there was no need to blame others.

"Win through chaos..." At the last moment, she walked out of the Ghost Zone, and as the rooster crowed in the distance, the Ghost Zone instantly disappeared behind her. Standing by the Riverside, she mused to herself, "I might as well participate."

If the old lecher’s host really had a "grand and meticulous" plan, and had thoroughly investigated and prepared for Prince Henry’s every move, she wouldn’t want to get involved.

Because it’s impossible for such a group of wild cultivators to get such clear information about a vassal king. Either the host was lying to her, or the host had been deceived by Prince Henry.

On the contrary, this "win through chaos" strategy seems incoherent but has a slim chance of success. Because their goal was not to overthrow Prince Henry, but to seek wealth, tearing off a piece of flesh from the fat man like a pack of hungry wolves.

She also had no choice but to participate, as her previous plan in Vanessa Garden was likely to fail.

She paid a huge price to send the treasure map to the Nanni Nation, and it was all planned out: when people from the Nanni Nation came to search for the Mysterious Mechanism Seed, and once the seal on Vanessa Garden was broken, she would immediately report it to the authorities!

When the people from the Nanni Nation and the Horizon Bureau fought each other, she could take advantage of the chaos and enter Vanessa Garden, collect various treasures, and sell them at a good price afterward.

But the Nanni Nation’s treasure hunting team had clearly set off, so why hadn’t they appeared now?

The previous investment was a loss.

Entering Vanessa Garden alone...she dared not, she couldn’t fail. Over the past years, while making money had been a priority, she also had to ensure her safety.

"It’s risky, but much safer than breaking into Vanessa Garden alone."

"And it can make quick money. As long as one of Prince Henry’s strongholds is destroyed, there will be income."

"If I can complete the task given by the pavilion, that would be even better!"

"My family is running out of money recently."

"Let’s do it!" Taking a deep breath, she determined the direction, her figure flickering as she disappeared into thin air. With a secretive and swift escape technique, she headed straight to Cheyenne Town.